Outta Town Lyrics - Block Brochure: Welcome To The Soil 2 - E-40

Birds on the highway flying in the rental 

The pills look like skittles 

And the OG's just as strong as can be 

Let's take a trip outta town 

I gotta double my money 

My connect is waiting on me 

Being broke ain't nothing funny 

Let's take a trip outta town 

Box it up and wrap it 

Then let's get in traffic 

I can fedex you a package 

Let's take a trip outta town 

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Pardon me... but would you happen to have any gray poupon 

Fuck naw bitch we out here clippin' coupons (coupons) 

Welfare recipients fixed income (income) 

EBT cards PG&E none 

After sitting in the dark for a week no lights for a week 

Made up my mind I'm a do what I gotta to do as a man and get on the grind 

I rap and I rhyme but so far that ain't made me a dime 

I'm sick of my mama flippin' pattys working at Maggies commin' home cryin 

On the weekend workin part time stressin' and prayin' 

It's goin be alright mommy I put that on me 

I'm a start sellin tree cause it's less risky 

Went and got a cannabis card so the popo can't frisk me 

Goin hard on the yard rollin my sleeve gettin down and dirty 

Amtrackin it outta state and city to city 

Greyhound bussin it seal it and tuck it in my booty 

Got pills, windshield and elbows of broccoli 

BIATCH! 

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Pisces got the prices dope be da nicest 

Niggas cop cakes and cut them into slices 

Then we get vices feds and the task force 

I can teach you how to get it, crash course 

And when it's slow you gotta move around 

Find a nigga outta town say he gettin down 

Put em on the ground see you in about a week 

The only way to eat keep your money in the streets (ya) 

South niggas put they border up 

Arizona Mex fuck tha border up 

They even get across if they sorta tuff 

You gotta know who to trust that's important stuff 

California grown what you knowin good 

And they be blowin that up in the back wood 

And they be coppin that if the scratch good 

All you gotta do is just give it to the neighborhood 

I give it too ya 

I got tha tracking number tear the paper up when it lands 

Quick notha hunned in tha rubba band it's never enough 

Just feedin 5 (5) on the wake up touch wherever you desire 

Them niggas pack was quiet I came with all loud 

Mama didn't know how tha money came she was proud 

I open doors in a small town avoid snitches 

Bounce back like trampolines when work missing (GET IT BACK!) 

Is you lookin for a way in or way out 

Credit good real niggas never see the drought 

Shot the game to my lil nigga cause he tha driver 

Minivan got 10 cakes on each tire 

We take that highway up town with light traffic 

No smokin speed limit we so active 

Have my bread straight big faces facing up 

Let this rental car trail me with hammers tucked